November 1818 - December 1819

Keats wrote this letter to Brawne in August from Winchester, where he moved after leaving the Isle of Wight.

Forgive me for this flint-worded Letter, and believe and see that I cannot think of you without some sort of energy — though mal a propos. Even as I leave off it seems to me that a few more moments’ thought of you would uncrystallize and dissolve me — I must not give way to it — but turn to my writing again — if I fail I shall die hard – O my love, your lips are growing sweet again to my fancy — I must forget them.